BORED OF THE THINGS
WOW: strike, Sometimes you can take even the most wondrous things for granted when you're surrounded with them all the time.
Disclaimer: I don't own these lovely people or these amazing things!
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Visiting the Winchesters meant being roped into helping with the seemingly endless task of itemising the Bunker's many treasures.
Not that Charlie minded at all; as she lifted two halves of a shattered horn from a cobweb-strewn trunk, she was struck by how lucky she was to have found this geek paradise.
"You've got the Horn of f-freakin' Gondor', she squeaked breathlessly.
"Uh-huh", Sam grunted, as he casually indexed the Light of Elendil. Salivating wildly, Charlie peered over his shoulder into the tiny crystal flask.
Opening another box, Dean guessed he'd better not mention that it contained Sting.
She might just pee herself.
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